Friday, September 12, 2008

My Afternoon, by Chinatownchicken

Holy fuck!

Them there fancy pants restaurants sure is good!

Let me explain. I have the arrrrrresome friend from the long, long ago…my baby By-By. I promised I wouldn’t use his real name (rep to protect) so he’s heretofore known, officially, as By-By. He’s known me since I was a frosted, permed, big-haired teen with mongo earrings and a taste for oversized sweaters over stirrup pants. Mercy. Also, he’s a great prom and homecoming date. He was always trying to turn us on to the high class hooch like Purple Passion.

So, today he was doing a tasting at a restaurant in the Time Warner Center called Per Se for an upcoming event. I was lucky enough to be brought along for the ride. The restaurant was impeccably designed, very modern and beautiful with a view of Central Park. Thank GOD I wore dress pants.

It was a seven course spread, with nibblies to start and nibblies to end. Also, wine. A nice pinot noir. What I recall from my dreamy pinot haze:

• The first nibblet, a cheese puff morsel, had that “explosion of flavor” you’ve heard about—from this point forward, I finally started to understand some of the language from “Top Chef”—flavor profiles!
• Two different pasta dishes, one sweet, one muscular and surprising, the latter being my pick.
• My first taste of fois gras, my first real taste of caviar. The fois gras was Di-Vine. The caviar was fish jelly. Mmph. The caviar was resting on a beet disk which floated atop this mousse that could best be described as buttercracker. I could have licked the little bowl clean. Manners!
• Lobster just isn’t my thing. Even the best lobster, I’m afraid. I just want to batter it in Shake-n-Bake and dip it in a fryer. And, as baby By-By declared, “This ain’t Red Lobster, honey!”
• A nice cut of steak (elusively fatty, nice char) competed with a nice seared section of pork belly. By-by love the pork, I loved the steak.
• The Horror of Cheese. I don’t know cheese, especially fancy cheese, by I’ve had some skirmishes. Today’s was regrettable. First: Some kind of hideous, rotten cheese, very soft, full of the moldy bits. Second: Something reported to have goat cheese associated with it, but there was a creaminess then a Rind of Terror that tasted like licking a bum’s instep. And I know instep, let me tell you.
• Oh glorious peanut butter and chocolate concoction for dessert! It was a lovely way to end (the nibblies of chocolate covered marshmallows and coconut cream delights didn’t hurt, either).

Oh, and finally, the best part of all: An afternoon with my Baby By-By, who was quite impressive in his big boy suit. The party is going to be fab. That place was INSANE.

We got going-away presents, even…I’ll eyeball them for a couple of hours more then chomp them like a piranhafish.

Here’s a mood shot.

Side story: It started raining during the long lunch (we were there from 12:30 to 4:30) and hasn’t yet stopped. When I got home, these two little weirdoes were hanging out on my windowsill.

They didn’t even take off during all of my monkeying about as I tried to get a good picture. They just cocked their little heads and blinked. Blink blink. I usually hate pigeons, but there’s something about drenched pigeons that is completely disarming. I never wondered (or cared) where they went in inclement weather. And here they are, soaked and scrunched up tight on my sill. I think I like them better like this because they kind of look like crows. And crows, as we all know, are the cutest evar.


Blogger Flushy McBucketpants said...

fucking a. great pigeon shot there at the end.

2:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know whohoo By-By is. I am in the know-o-o.

Anonymous the Younger

2:58 AM  
Blogger Shiny said...

Thanks, pants. They were sooo over me by then.

9:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nanny nanny boo boo Anonymous the Elder, yes I know you too Missy and your are only younger than me! Hah! How is (you know who and so do I). What's he up to these days. Sounds like a delicious time was had by all.

5:10 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home